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         "WHERE ARE WE going?" Susan asked as Aslan raced across the fields.

"Hang on!" Aslan merely replied and soon, the Witch's castle came into view.

Aslan entered and there were a bunch of Narnians that were turned into stone by the Witch. Dorothy rushed ahead with Lucy and Susan following after her. She shared a look with her sisters as they looked around before one caught hers and Lucy's attention.

They walked closely to Mr. Tumnus' statue, hands clasped together and Susan followed slowly behind them. His mouth was wide opened and his scarf was flicked back. The two younger girls began to sob, causing Susan to wrap an arm around each of them , trying to comfort her sisters.

Aslan then came over and the three Daughters of Eve watched as he breathed on Mr. Tumnus. Soon, they could hear a heartbeat coming from Mr. Tumnus and the gray colors began to disappear. They could hear Mr. Tumnus groaning as well as he regained his color and he gasped as he was unfrozen before falling forward until he was caught by Dorothy and Lucy.

As soon as he made eye contact with Dorothy and Lucy, they began to laugh as they shared a group hug with each other before looking over at Susan, who had a beaming smile on her face.

"Susan, this is--" 

"Mr. Tumnus!" Susan exclaimed happily, and joined in the group hug. Mr. Tumnus gasped in surprise but hugged back none the less.

"Come," Aslan's voice says and they turned, seeing that he had unfrozen many creatures and they were gathered around him. "We must hurry and search the castle. Peter will need everyone we can find."

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Dorothy sat on the back of Aslan as he ran across the fields with her sisters, Mr. Tumnus, and the other Narnians behind them. As Aslan stopped at the edge, he let out a mighty roar as Dorothy slid off his back and pulled out her dagger as Susan, Lucy, and Mr. Tumnus stood beside her. Susan had her bow and arrows out and Lucy also had her dagger in her hand.

Soon, Aslan lead the other Narnians into the battle. From the cliff, the sisters watched in worry as Peter battled against the White Witch. She knocked over Peter to the ground and stabbed in the arm, causing him to groan. Before she could take a final swing, Aslan jumped at Jadis and Peter pulled the sword from his arm.

Once everything was over, Susan, Lucy, and Dorothy ran down the hill to reunite with Peter.

"Peter!" 

Their brother turned around just in time for Dorothy and Lucy to tackle him in hugs. Susan looked towards Aslan, who was standing behind him and looked around, noticing someone was missing.

"Where's Edmund?" 

Peter ran off, not answering Susan, and the three followed after him. They spotted Edmund on the ground, gasping for air and saw a dwarf, holding an ax above his body.

"Edmund!" Susan exclaimed before drawing out her bow and arrow. She aimed at the dwarf and shot at him, knocking him on the ground.

The four remaining siblings rushed towards Edmund quickly and Susan took his helmet off his head. Lucy quickly got her cordial out and unscrewed the top before giving Edmund a drop of the Fire Flower. Edmund stopped breathing and the siblings shared worried looks with each other before looking back down at their brother.

Lucy and Dorothy began to silently sob before hugging each other, thinking their older brother was dead. However, the sound of him coughing and his eyes opening caused each of them to let out breaths of reliefs and smiled at one another. He was then scooped into a big hug from Peter and he hugged him back.

"When are you going to learn to do as you're told?" Peter jokingly and Edmund only smiled.

Everyone began to chuckle and then shared a group hug with one another. They soon broke apart and looked behind them, seeing Aslan watching with a smile graced on his features. He then breathed onto a statue next to him and the Narnian gasped for air when he became unfrozen.

Lucy glanced down at her cordial before grabbing it and stood up before running towards the Narnians to heal them.

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At Cair Paravel, the sound of trumpets went through the castle as Susan, Lucy, and Dorothy walked on one side of Aslan and Peter and Edmund walked on the other. Everyone was gathered in the ball room and watched as the siblings walked down the aisle with Aslan.

Once they made it to the front, the siblings all walked up the small steps in front of the thrones they were assigned and faced the Narnians. Aslan was in front of them and turned around to announce them.

"To the shining stars above, I give you Queen Dorothy the Courageous," Aslan announced as everyone turned to the youngest Pevensie.

She beamed at her title and looked forward, gasping softly when she saw the beavers carrying pillows with crowns perched on them. Mr. Tumnus grabbed a golden tiara before walking towards the younger girl, who bowed as Mr. Tumnus gently placed the tiara on her head. Dorothy smiled gratefully up at him and beamed at her proudly.

"To the glistening Eastern Sea, I give you Queen Lucy, the Valiant."

Mr. Tumnus grabbed another tiara that was silver and placed it gently on Lucy's head. They both shared smiles with each other as well.

"To the great Western Wood, King Edmund, the Just."

Mr. Tumnus then grabbed a silver crown and placed it on Edmund's head before grabbing the last golden tiara, heading towards Susan and placed it on her head.

"To the radiant Southern Sun, Queen Susan, the Gentle."

The two shared small smiles with each other before Mr. Tumnus grabbed the large golden crown and approached Peter, placing it on his head.

"And to the clear Northern Sky, I give you King Peter, the Magnificent."

Peter rose from his bow and stood proudly before the siblings carefully sat in their thrones. Aslan turned towards them, giving each a smile.

"Once a King or Queen of Narnia, always a King or Queen. May your wisdom grace us until the stars rain down from the heavens," Aslan smiled towards Dorothy as he said the last part and she beamed back at him.

The siblings shared large smiles with each other as everyone chanted their names.

"Long live King Peter!"

"Long live King Edmund!"

"Long live Queen Susan!"

"Long live Queen Lucy!"

"Long live Queen Dorothy!"

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At the after party, while everyone was dancing in the ball room, Dorothy noticed someone was  missing. She darted off towards the balcony and looked down, seeing Aslan walking alone against the shores of the beach.

"Don't worry," She heard and turned seeing Mr. Tumnus standing behind her a few feet away. She gave him a soft smile as he approached her. "We'll see him again."

"When?" Dorothy questioned with a soft look.

"In time. One day he'll be here and the next he won't," Mr. Tumnus explains, smiling softly down at Dorothy. "But you mustn't press him. After all, he's not a tamed lion."

"No," Dorothy agrees as she looked up at Mr. Tumnus with tears forming. "But he is good."

He smiled once more at her before reaching into his scarf, pulling out a handkerchief and handed over to her. "Here. You need it more than I do."

The youngest queen softly takes it as Mr. Tumnus held her hand and squeezed gently. She looked back towards the beach, only Aslan was already gone. She looked back up at Mr. Tumnus and he gave her a sad smile before walking off, leaving Dorothy alone.

Before she left, Dorothy looked towards the sun that just setting before she, too, joined the others, looking forward to her life as Queen of Narnia.

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( 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 )

A now 26 year old Queen Dorothy Pevensie smiled and laughed as she rode on Spirit, her Stallion horse, through the forest with her older siblings. For fifteen years, the Pevensies have ruled over Narnia and peace was restored throughout the land. Today, they were chasing after the White Stag that has been spotted multiple times.

As Dorothy rode with her siblings, she looked behind noticing that her brother, King Edmund, who was now 28 years old, wasn't behind them and stopped.

"Guys?" she called out to the others, who stopped and trotted up to her.

"What's wrong, Dorothy?" King Peter, who was now 31 years old, questioned worriedly, thinking something happened to Dorothy.

"Where's Edmund? Wasn't he just behind us?"

"He must've taken a break. Come on. Let's go check it out," Queen Susan, who was 30 years old, suggested before turning around and trotted up to her younger brother. "Come on, Ed."

"Just catching my breath," Edmund says as the others rejoined them.

"Well, that's all we'll catch at this rate!"

Lucy, who was now 26 years old, trotted her horse next to her sister. "What did he say again, Susan?" she questioned with a mischievous smile.

"You girls wait in the castle. I'll get the stag myself," Susan mimicked Edmund with a deep voice.

Together, Dorothy and her sisters laughed as Peter smirked over at Edmund, who rolled his eyes playfully. Soon, Peter's look turned into a confused one as he gazed at something, causing his siblings to the same and spotted a lamppost.

"What's this?" Peter questioned as he hopped down from his horse, Edmund doing the same. They walked over to the girls, helping them come down from their horses before they all gazed up at the lamppost together.

"It seems familiar," Edmund commented.

"As if from a dream," Susan adds.

"Or a dream of a dream," Lucy agreed.

Suddenly, Dorothy's eyes widened as if she remembered. "Spare Oom," she muttered, causing her brothers and sisters to look towards her.

Before they could ask, Dorothy dashed off into a direction and her siblings followed her.

"Dorothy!" 

"Not again."

"Dora?"

"Come on," she smiled as she lead them deeper and deeper into the forest.

Soon, the forest began to become tighter and the space became smaller. The branches seemed to have disappeared as well and they seemed to have held up fur coats.

"These aren't branches," Peter said as they pushed their way through.

"They're coats," Susan muttered.

"Ow! Susan, you're on my foot!" Edmund complained.

"Peter, move!"

"Stop shoving!"

"Stop it!"

Their voices seemed change as they pushed through when suddenly, they all fell forward out of the wardrobe and into the spare room at the professor's mansion. They all looked at each other in shock, noticing they were back to their younger selves again.

The door then opened and in walked in Professor Kirke, holding the ball that was crashed in the window.

"Oh, there you are," Professor Kirke says, a hint of amuse in his eyes. "What were you all doing in the wardrobe?"

The siblings shared a small smile with each other before looking back up at the professor.

"You wouldn't believe us if we told you, sir," Peter says.

The professor simply threw the ball and Peter caught it with ease as the professor leaned closer towards them and whispered.

"Try me."

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That night, while everyone was asleep, Dorothy decided to go see if they were still able to go back to Narnia. She approached the wardrobe and opened it up, before going to enter.

"I'm don't think you'll get back in that way," A voice says and Dorothy turned, seeing Professor Kirke sitting the corner of the spare room. He stood up and walked towards her. "You see, I' ve already tried."

Her eyes silently widened but gave him a small smile. "Will we ever go back?" she questioned softly.

"Oh, I expect so," Professor Kirke replied, shutting the wardrobe. "But it'll probably happen when you're not looking for it." He then grabbed her hand as the two headed to exit the room. "All the same, best to keep your eyes open."

And with that, the professor and Dorothy Pevensie walked out of the spare room together. Before Professor Kirke heard the door, the girl was certain that she heard the sound of a lion's roar and she smiled, knowing that a certain lion was going to wait for their return.